Post by Terg Broadsword on Dec 9, 2009 16:47:02 GMT -5
Character Name: Rogg Streambattle
Gender: Male
Species: River Otter (Lontra Canadensis)
Age: 26
Rank: Warrior
Weapons: Short sword, Stiletto. Has a bow that he rarely uses.
Physical Description:
Avarage otter, tall and big. Medium brown fur the color of milk chocalate, with bronish white on the lower half of his face, throut and chest [just looks like a normal otter]. Soft hazel eyes that seem to peer into one's very soul. Has a tattoo of acient otter script on his right paw that reads "Press on and never weaken". Wears black Spectre armor or a brown vest over an olive drab tunic. Also wears a waterproof black cloak occaniasly. Short sword has a partialy engraved blade in the heather design. Uses this sword in the unorthadox reverse-grip method. Also had a stiletto that he carries in the back of his belt and can through fairly well. His bow is only used when he really needs to use it.
Personality:
Usually happy and jovial, but very intense in battle. Can be ruthless and cruel sometimes. Can be consumed by hate when he sees something unjust or wrong. Strong code of honor. When not killing fools he is normally eating or joking. Prefers to be around other otters. Loves to swim [what otter dosn't?]. Tends to refer to creatures who he isn't pleased with as 'fools'. Constently seems to be playing with his stiletto. Excells at sword fighting.
History:
Rogg Streambattle was born on Green Isle. He lead a happy young life and at the age of 18 joined the Otter Guard. He was soon recognized as a skilled fighter and rose through the ranks quickly, and was seen as a potential Spectre. He was soon selected to join the ranks of the elite Office of Special Tatctics and Reconnasance. He recieved the advanced training of Spectre and was an effective defender of Green Isle. His missions as a Spectre took him far and wide, giving him experences that shaped his personality.
Eventluy, he became tired of taking orders all the time and answered the call that most young otters must: the call to brake free from his holt and travel.
He soon learned that he could make a good life for himself as a mercenary so he took up contracts from many different factions and soon became one of the most feared assassins in the region.
For all of the violence in his life, Rogg still is a (sometimes) kind and fun loving otter who loves to swim.
Gender: Male
Species: River Otter (Lontra Canadensis)
Age: 26
Rank: Warrior
Weapons: Short sword, Stiletto. Has a bow that he rarely uses.
Physical Description:
Avarage otter, tall and big. Medium brown fur the color of milk chocalate, with bronish white on the lower half of his face, throut and chest [just looks like a normal otter]. Soft hazel eyes that seem to peer into one's very soul. Has a tattoo of acient otter script on his right paw that reads "Press on and never weaken". Wears black Spectre armor or a brown vest over an olive drab tunic. Also wears a waterproof black cloak occaniasly. Short sword has a partialy engraved blade in the heather design. Uses this sword in the unorthadox reverse-grip method. Also had a stiletto that he carries in the back of his belt and can through fairly well. His bow is only used when he really needs to use it.
Personality:
Usually happy and jovial, but very intense in battle. Can be ruthless and cruel sometimes. Can be consumed by hate when he sees something unjust or wrong. Strong code of honor. When not killing fools he is normally eating or joking. Prefers to be around other otters. Loves to swim [what otter dosn't?]. Tends to refer to creatures who he isn't pleased with as 'fools'. Constently seems to be playing with his stiletto. Excells at sword fighting.
History:
Rogg Streambattle was born on Green Isle. He lead a happy young life and at the age of 18 joined the Otter Guard. He was soon recognized as a skilled fighter and rose through the ranks quickly, and was seen as a potential Spectre. He was soon selected to join the ranks of the elite Office of Special Tatctics and Reconnasance. He recieved the advanced training of Spectre and was an effective defender of Green Isle. His missions as a Spectre took him far and wide, giving him experences that shaped his personality.
Eventluy, he became tired of taking orders all the time and answered the call that most young otters must: the call to brake free from his holt and travel.
He soon learned that he could make a good life for himself as a mercenary so he took up contracts from many different factions and soon became one of the most feared assassins in the region.
For all of the violence in his life, Rogg still is a (sometimes) kind and fun loving otter who loves to swim.